I have an experienced like this, it happened last December 2007. Here's the story

Ever since I told my wife Naomi who was still my girlfriend at the time that I have a foot fetish, she lets me enjoy her feet whenever I want to. She would
wear shoes that she knows I like seeing on girls and tease me all through the day with it. But there's one fantasy that I've always wanted and asked
her to do for me but she wouldn't do, that is to let other men jerk off to her feet.

It's been my fantasy to see other men cum on Naomi's feet, there's just something about seeing other men jerk off to my wife's feet. But
unluckily she doesn't want to do it. She confessed to me that she's still not that comfortable with my fetish but allows me to enjoy her feet because
she likes seeing me, and only me, being turned on with her feet.
I told my friend Andrew who's also into feet about my fantasy. Of course he was more than willing to be the guy to cum on my Naomi's feet since he was
really lusting over my wife's feet. I've known him through the net and started exchanging feet photos and stories with him. I told him that Naomi
doesn't really like the idea and that the only thing that could fulfill both our fantasy is to get my wife drunk and mess with her feet while she's
passed out.

But one day luck, or rather bad luck, was on my side. Naomi confessed to me that one of her officemates stole a kiss from her. I wasn't really mad about
the incident because I knew that Naomi doesn't really have any fault and it was just a smack on her lips. But what really pissed me off is that it took her
almost two months before she confess, and told me that she was just afraid I might get angry and reconstruct her officemate's face (which I would still do
given that I find him hee hee). I didn't talk to her for almost a week when she asked me what she could do to make it up to me. Well there's only one
thing that was on my mind and I told her that I would forgive her if she would let Andrew jerk off to her feet. I wasn't really expecting her to agree but
to my surprise she told me that if it would make me happy then she would do it, but not after her getting drunk.

We planned to meet up at a mall near Naomi's office on a Friday night. Andrew told us that he knows a karaoke bar with private rooms that we could go to.
I'm not really sure what to expect, whether I would really be turned on or if I would be jealous about it. We arrived at the place and ordered beers and
food and started to talking, taking the time to be comfortable with each other. After 3 bottles or so Andrew made his move.

We we're sitting on a couch good for four people, Naomi were in the middle. Andrew asks Naomi if she could give her a massage and my wife, a little tipsy
now, agreed. Naomi was wearing a white shirt, pin stripes pants, an open toe flats and was sporting a red nail polish, which on Andrew's delight was his
favorite nail polish color. Naomi took off her shoes and lay on the couch with her head on my lap and her foot on Andrew's. We continued talking and
drinking while Andrew massage Naomi's feet and after 15 minutes of massaging Andrew started smelling my wife's feet which smelled with a mixture of
raspberry lotion, sweat and leather.

Few minutes passed and Andrew has started sucking and licking my wife's feet. Now my fear of jealousy was all gone and now I'm sure I was getting
turned on by this, I unzipped my pants and started jacking off while I watch Andrew worshipping Naomi's feet. Andrew now unzipped his pant and took out his
cock which was now oozing with pre-cum. She started rubbing them on Naomi's feet, Naomi continued drinking her beer while she watch Andrew do his thing. My
wife looked at me smiling. I could read her eyes saying "you're enjoying this aren't you?" Naomi then started stroking Andrew's cock with
her left pre-cum wet foot while Andrew kept on sucking and smelling her right foot. Naomi was giving Andrew her sexual tigress look while she strokes his cock.
I stood up and asked Naomi for a blowjob. She sat up and took my cock with her mouth. She then alternately stokes my cock with her hand and her mouth while
giving Andrew a footjob. It didn't take long for Andrew to shoot his warm cum on my wife's feet, he drenched Naomi's feet with cum and some even
landed on Naomi's pant leg. What a sight, I can't believe my fantasy came true. I felt my cum is about to burst out too so I pulled my cock out of
Naomi's mouth and gave her a facial. I was very turned on about what I was seeing, Naomi's feet and face was drenched with cum. After that Andrew and I
sat on the couch resting while Naomi clean up in the bathroom, Andrew thanked me for the experience and I told her if there was a person he should thank
it's my wife. After we were all cleaned up, we finished our drink and went home. Andrew thanked my wife gave her small gift of appreciation. Andrew asked
my wife if we could do this again sometime. My wife said maybe and we'll see, but until now we still haven't done it again but maybe in the near
future.

Very good story! Before I started sharing my wife's feet, I too was a little nervous about being jealous. While I'm sure I'd be jealous if my wife had sex with another man, for some reason it doesn't bother me to share her feet. I actually like knowing that someone else appreciates feet as much as I do.

The first time I shared her feet was actually with another couple. But before I start that story, let provide a brief background. My wife, Andrea, and I started dating in college and that's when she first found out about my foot fetish. I feel very lucky that not only does she have great feet, but she is more than willing to let me indulge my fetish. During junior year, she moved into an apartment with another girl, Ashley, who ended up becoming one of our closest friends. Ashley has some gorgeous feet. They are very well kept with perfectly shaped toes. While my wife's feet are short and a little chubby, Ashley has longer skinnier feet...but not too skinny. Anyway, it didn't take Ashley long to figure out I had a foot fetish, seeing as I was constantly playing my Andrea's feet. Even though we had talked openly about my foot fetish, I never got the chance to touch her feet in college. It wasn't until several years later that I got my chance.

That chance came because of her husband. After college, Ashley moved to a different town and we only saw her a couple times a year. After she'd been dating her current husband, Jake, for a while, we all met up for dinner one night when she was in town visiting all our college friends. At some point in the conversation feet came up and Ashley said, "You and John have something in common. You both have a foot fetish." John instantly went red faced, but after talking about our open discussions about feet in college, he calmed down and was less embarrassed.

So nothing happened for a few months after that dinner. One day, I saw a few pictures on Facebook that John took where Ashley's feet were visible and I sent a message to John that he is a very lucky guy. He responded back and thanked me and, I think jokingly, asked where the pictures of Andrea's feet were. Since there weren't any pictures on Facebook, I took a couple pictures of Andrea laying down and emailed them to John . I was worried at first that I'd crossed a line, but then a few days later he sent me some close up pictures of Ashley's feet. I was thrilled. This was the first time I'd ever exchanged feet pictures with someone and I loved it. Over the next year or so, John and I become friends and continued to regularly share pictures of our wife's feet. Until one day, he asked to take it to the next level.

One day he emailed me and asked what I thought about sharing more than pictures of feet. He told me he'd talked to Ashley and she was open to letting me have access to her feet if Andrea didn't mind John having access to hers. Like I said before, I was little nervous about this. While the fantasy had obviously crossed my mind many times, I always told myself I'd be too jealous for it to actually happen. That said, I still went to Andrea and asked her what she thought. Predictably, she didn't like the idea for the same reasons I didn't. So we thanked Ashley and John for the offer, but said we'd prefer to stick to pictures. Then Ashley called Andrea. I'm not sure what specifically was said, but when she got off the phone she told me that we should go ahead with John's idea. Apparently, the gist of the conversation was Ashley telling Andrea how fun it would be and together they set some ground rules. The rules were, John and I were only allowed to massage, lick and suck toes...nothing sexual and no nudity. Since everyone else seemed to be on board, I agreed.

The following weekend, John and Ashley came into town to stay with us. Within 30 minutes of them arriving, Ashley brought up the topic of the 'foot party' and asked when/how we though it should go down. We all agreed to first go to dinner and have some drinks to relax everyone. As it turns out, we all had too much to drink and along with losing the nerves, we also lost the rules. When we got back home, we all sat on the couch and to watch a movie. Ashley promptly sat by me and put her feet on my lap and I started massaging them. Then Andrea and John followed suit. After several minutes John and I looked at each other and gave the look of "why not" and we both started worshiping our wife's feet. I started by sucking on Ashley's toes and gradually moved down to licking her long soft foot from heel to toe. I didn't look up for several minutes but I'm sure John was doing something similar to Andrea's feet. The girls, by the way, were loving it. What started out as giggles turned to moans of pleasure.

After what had to be 30 minutes of foot worship we all changed positions. The girls now sat right next to each other on the couch with their feet up on our coffee table. Since all 4 of their feet were so close together, John and I kept switching back and forth worshiping both girls feet. As I said, we were all very drunk, which is why things started getting a little more serious. After almost an hour of worshiping feet, I couldn't take it anymore and I unzipped my pants and started rubbing my cock on my wife's feet. John must have been thinking the same thing because almost immediately he took of his pants and his wife started giving him a footjob too.

So there we were, getting footjobs from our respective wives for about 15 minutes when Ashley says "Switch!" John and I met eyes briefly and once again made the face saying "why not". I know he had jacked off to pictures of my wife's feet as I had his wife's feet, so why would this be much different. So we once again switched positions. Now John and I were sitting down on the couch next to one another facing the same direction. Ashley came over and laid down in front of me on her stomach with her feet up and soles toward me. Andrea did the same in front of John. I have to say that while my wife gives awesome footjobs, nothing compares to how good Ashley was at that reverse footjob. I only lasted another 10 minutes before I said, "I'm about to cum" and John said, "Me too." Almost instinctively, we both stood up and put all 4 of our wife's feet together and started jacking off. Within 30 second we had DRENCHED all 4 feet in cum. I'm not sure whose feet I got more cum on, but I told my wife that I got most on her feet and that seemed to make her happy.

Even though they stayed all that weekend, we never repeated the performance. However, we did talk about it the next morning and had a good laugh at how crazy it was. To my surprise I wasn't at all jealous. In fact, I felt closer to John and Ashley. Since that weekend, John and I still trade photos occasionally and when we are all together we sometimes massage each other's wife's feet, but it never goes beyond that. I think we got the fantasy out of our system so no one really feels compelled to do it again.